Meeting with Mistress Tess – Day 1
Finally today was the day I would meet Mistress Tess in person. After months of “watching” I had found the courage 3 weeks ago to write Mistress Tess and apply for a session (in FemDom). Inspired by various stories in which slaves chauffeur the Mistress around, I asked if I could have the honor to drive her from Munich to Zurich. Against my expectation, this beautiful young woman agreed! We fixed the dates by email: Friday a session in the FemDom in Regensdorf and the day before you would expect me, at 16 clock at the agreed place in Munich. I felt happy and very honored.
Day by day the date came closer, and day by day Mistress Tess became more present in my thoughts. Finally, the day had come. I loaded my car full of gifts, bought flowers, drove the car through the car wash and then off I went towards Munich. The sat nav indicated I would arrive more than on time. Good. After a little over 2 hours drive, I parked the car near the agreed place and reported via WhatsApp to Mistress Tess. At 15:52 then the most beautiful voice message…. With slightly commanding tone and a divine voice I am ordered to the meeting place. There I see you for the first time. What a beautiful appearance is this woman! I jump out of the car to greet her, but I don’t really know how, fortunately she indicates by her gestures that it is allowed to kiss her on the cheek. I almost die of excitement… Since we are blocking a bus stop, I quickly open the door for her and hand over the flowers. Mistress Tess of course takes a seat on the back seat and I take care of her huge suitcase in the trunk. Unfortunately, she is now out of my sight, but the car fills with her wonderful scent. Mistress Tess had already told me that we still have to stop at the supermarket. She would like to get some things for her stay in Switzerland. I don’t think you noticed, but for me this shopping trip through the supermarket was a wonderful and even erotic experience. After I parked the car, I asked if she wanted to go in alone. A stellar “No, you should come with me” and “You can open the door for me now” made the gradient of the relationship, in a subtle way, immediately clear. I ran after this goddess at a short distance, proudly carrying the shopping basket. I could almost not utter a word, so I was captured by your beauty and confident demeanor. Now I could also observe you well. Her style was simple, elegant and sexy. Black flat shoes, black leggings and a very nice sweater with small beads on the collar. My God how beautiful is this woman, I kept thinking to myself. I could not stop myself from constantly staring at your perfectly shaped butt, which was perfectly accentuated by the leggings and short sweater. I hope she didn’t notice that. At the checkout you told me “you can put this on the belt now” which I did. Of course I paid for the purchase and packed everything in a bag. For me this was my most beautiful experience in a supermarket I ever had, I would love to accompany Mistress Tess shopping every week! The drive to Zurich took a little over 3 hours. We got to know each other a little and above all Mistress Tess managed to reduce my excitement without leaving any doubt about what I am and how far I am subordinate to her. I was just proud to be allowed to drive this goddess. Arrived in Zurich, I was allowed to carry up the luggage on the 2nd floor. So I also had a short insight in the entrance area of “the FemDom”, where I noticed 2-3 other ladies. At this time, however, it was already clear to me that I only have eyes for Mistress Tess! From her then came only a short goodbye and “until tomorrow”…
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My meeting with Mistress Tess – Day 2
On the way to Zurich, for my session of today, the excitement was back and indescribable. Since Mistress Tess said goodbye to me the day before, she was non-stop in my thoughts. I couldn’t stop thinking about her and how she would make the session. Did I express myself correctly? Did she understand my do’s and don’ts correctly? Would she listen to my wishes, or would she do her own program? What outfit would she wear? I reached the parking lot 15 minutes before the agreed time. While waiting in the car, I noticed that a certain calm came over me again. I already had so much trust in Mistress Tess that I knew “everything will be fine”. Punctually at 2pm I rang the bell at the entrance of FemDom. Mistress Tess opened the door and I could hardly believe my eyes. This goddess is so indescribably beautiful, not even the most beautiful pictures on your website can keep up with the original. She wore an outfit that could have come straight from my dreams… overknee boots, stockings, leather skirt (my ultimate fetish) and a very small patent leather bustier. She greeted me briefly and I had to follow her. She walked me through the long hallway to a beautiful loft. The room was furnished with everything you could want, and designed with an eye for detail. I was allowed to take a seat on the sofa next to Mistress Tess and drink a sip of water. Then I was ordered to undress completely and get on my knees in front of her. When she tied a collar around my neck, I had to hold my face in her lap!!! From then on, I was captivated. All my worries and inhibitions were gone at once, I will do ANYTHING Mistress Tess asks of me! She led me through the session with an incredible naturalness, almost if we knew each other much longer. She hit all my fetishes and kinks 100%. My nipples were worked on with very painful clamps, my “pussy” was worked on with dildos in different sizes and spoiled by the Mistress with the Strap-On. I was fixed and teased, led around in the much too tight dress with high boots, used as her NS toilet and punished. Early in the session Mistress Tess has noticed what an effect your words have on me, incredible what you do with your “verbal eroticism”. I could no longer distinguish what was real or what was played….
Mistress Tess has visited my limits of pain, until I almost could not bear it. She always knew exactly when to stop. I was very proud to endure the pain and at the same time sad when she stopped, I would have liked to show that I would endure even more for her. Especially the punishment with the paddle was very painful, but it was my own fault because I touched Mistress Tess with my hands (I think on her bottom) without being asked. The pain was worth it! Thank you Mistress Tess. Thank you, thank you, thank you….
